Chapter 12

Kay and Cameron pulled up to Fiona and Shawn's apartment. As Kay turned off the car, she looked over to Cameron, "You okay?"

Cam looked to her, "Yeah, yeah, of course. It's just... I'm about to see where my... sister had starting raising her daughter, I mean... this was Farrah's first home. I just... I feel bad."

"Well, hey, we don't have to go in right away. Take all the time you need." She said, placing a hand on his.

"No, no, let's go. Maybe I can get a sense on how Fiona and Shawn want Farrah to be raised." They both got out of Kay's car and headed inside the building.

When they went into the lobby, they were greeted by the landlord, "Oh hey, you're that FBI agent right?"

Kay nodded, "Kay Daniels."

"Yeah, great. Did you figure out who killed Shawn and Fiona?"

"Not as of yet, why?"

"Look, they were good kids and I just can't imagine why anyone would want to hurt them especially since they had a kid for God's sake."

"Did you know them?" Cameron said, frowning.

"As well as any landlord knows their tenet. Who's this guy?" The landlord asked.

"Cameron Black, unofficial FBI observer, magician, and Fiona's brother."

"Her brother?"

"Well, half-brother, if you wanna get technical. If you don't mind, the best solved cases are the one that aren't rushed." Cameron said, "Which is their apartment?"

"Uh, third floor, apartment number three."

"Thank you." Cam said going up the stairs.

Kay sighed sympathetically at him, "Thank you sir." She said to the landlord as she walked to catch up with Cameron. Once they got to the third floor, Kay opened the door and they went inside. The apartment had a pretty standard look to it but it was the personal touches Shawn and Fiona had added that made people who entered feel like it was a home. Kay smiled at the photos of Shawn, Fiona and Farrah everywhere, she looked over at Cameron who had this unreadable expression but his eyes were glazed over, "Cameron?" He didn't answer her, "Cam?" She asked again, hesitantly taking his hand in hers, "What's wrong?"

Cam cleared his throat, "Uh, n-nothing. Nothing. It's just... God, this was their home, this is where Farrah came home after she was born... this is... where they started their family."

Kay gave him a sympathetic look and squeezed his hand, "Hey, take a look at this." On the wall in front of them were three pictures, the one in the middle was of Fiona and Shawn in the hospital with a newborn Farrah. Not only could anyone see the happiness on their faces but they could see it in their eyes too despite their tired expressions. On the right was a picture of a kid Shawn, maybe ten years old, wearing a fancy school blazer, messy dark brown hair, giving a small smile but he wasn't smiling with his eyes. On the left was clearly an old, slightly damaged picture of a young Fiona, probably not much older than nine or ten years old, her dark curly hair framing her little face making her blue eyes pop and wearing a clearly worn pink cardigan and green top. Fiona was giving a shy smile in the picture but her eyes had a certain sadness behind them. "She has your eyes." Kay said, breaking the silence.

"Had. She had my eyes... she was beautiful wasn't she?" He said smiling at the old photo.

Kay gave a sad smile, "Yeah... she really was. Farrah looks a lot like her."

"You think?"

Kay nodded, "But she has her father's eyes."

"I really wish I had met her. I just wish if she had known that if Johnny and I had known, we would've taken her in. She was family... you know what's really crappy?" Kay gave him a curious look, "We haven't been that far from each other for the past two years or so... hell, we could've walked past each other on the street and I never even knew."

"Hey..." Kay looked at him, "None of this is your fault, you know that right? Plus you're doing everything you can for Farrah now. I'm betting that both Shawn and Fiona would be happy that they have someone like you looking after her."

"Kay, what do I know about raising a kid? Am I even qualified to do that?"

"You've been doing a good job so far. Besides, you're not in this alone, you have all of us. Y-you have me."

Cameron smiled slightly, "I guess I do." He squeezed her hand back, "You make this easier Kay."

Kay felt a slight heat rush to her cheeks, she let go of his hand, "W-we should probably get to what we came here for."

Cam turned and followed her, his widening as they entered the living room which had been turned to chaos, "You weren't kidding when you said the place was ransacked." He noticed the large dried blood stain in the carpet, "That's... that's Shawn's blood isn't it?"

Kay grimaced as did Cam, "Yes... it is."

"What did his autopsy say?"

"He had gone up against someone right before he was killed, single gunshot to the head... just like Fiona but at a closer range."

"I'm... I'm gonna look around" Cameron found Farrah's nursery which, much like the living room had been ransacked and as Kay had mentioned before, even the crib had been broken. He could see even with the room having been turned upside down that so much love and attention had been given into creating the room. From the unicorn mobile to the multiple stuffed animals lined up on the little baby wardrobe to the cushioned rocking chair that seemed to match the broken crib, clearly Shawn and Fiona had been excited about becoming parents.

Cameron went over the next room to see that it was the master bedroom, it had also been tossed up, the only thing that Cam could see that hadn't been broken or torn up that room was a photo in the corner of the broken mirror hanging on the wall. It was one of those photo booth photos. In the picture were a younger looking Shawn and Fiona, probably in the earlier stages of their relationships. Shawn's hair was slightly more combed back than it was in more recent photos and while Fiona's hair still had those dark curls that she must have gotten from her mother, it was in a messy braid. "Cam?" Kay called out as she entered the room, she saw him holding the photo. She didn't know what to say so she just placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"They look so happy..."

She looked at the series of photo booth photos and gave a slight smile, "Yeah, they do..."

"I mean, just look at them. Look at Shawn's face. That is the look of a man who completely head over heels in love. He loved her... he must have died thinking both she and Farrah got away or was he killed so fast that he didn't have time to think about that at all?" Cameron shook his head, "Why? I mean what were they into? Who could possibly find it in themselves to hurt them, what could they have done?"

"I wish I could tell you right this second. We'll figure it out..." Kay suddenly noticed something, "Cameron, take a look at this." Cameron looked up to see what she had found...

Meanwhile back in the archive, Jordan was busy trying to keep Farrah busy as Johnny set up a high chair that Mike had brought over. Jordan was working on some of his tracks while holding Farrah up with one arm. He smiled as the music played then he looked at Farrah who was smiling and kicking her legs to the music, "You like the music?" He asked, not expecting any kind of response but he did get a laugh out of her, "You and I are gonna get along just fine."

"Jordan?" Jonathan called from the kitchen, "There better not any foal language on that track. I don't want the kid picking up any bad words."

"She's ten months old Johnny. She can barely talk."

"She's a smart kid, she could pick it up." Jordan rolled his eyes, "I heard you rolling your eyes at me Jordan."

"Well, don't worry, everything's family friendly here." Jordan said. Just then Gunter walked by, "Oh hey Gunter. Wanna take the kid for a minute?"

"Oh geez, I don't know."

"Oh come on, she doesn't bite-she's harmless."

Gunter sighed, "Alright." He took Farrah, "Hello there girly." Farrah looked at the older man with a curious expression, "You're not going to much trouble are you?" Farrah just rested her head on his shoulder and relaxed in his arms, "Yeah, you're not going to be trouble."

"She's pretty chill for a baby isn't she?" Jordan smiled.

"Clearly does not take after me or Cam in that department." Jonathan said as he entered the room holding a bottle of formula, "Which is probably for the best." He chuckled, "So Gunter, you're not scared of her anymore."

"The child is no big deal." Gunter said smiling down at Farrah, "But I will not be on diaper duty."

Johnny rolled his eyes are he walked over to give Farrah her bottle. She grabbed it with both hands as she started to drink it, "Good thing she's not picky."

"Her parents were raising her right."

Jonathan gave a sad smile, "I like to think that they really were."

Back at Shawn and Fiona's apartment, Kay had found some papers that had been hidden inside of the mirror, "Kay, what exactly does Shawn's family do?"

Kay shook her head, "Well they were supposed to be just a family of high-powered lawyers, which is what our database tells us but this..."

"Changes everything." Cameron finished.

"I mean, according to these papers, they run some sort of criminal organization? Did Shawn always know this or did he just find out and wanted to use this information against them o-or was it insurance of some kind?"

Cameron's eyes widened, "Wait." He remembered what Shawn's mother had said when they went to interview them

"Both he and his wife, Fiona were killed two nights ago."

"Th-that's... that's impossible, I know we have had our differences but... our son would have told us if he was married."

"Oh my God..." Cameron looked to Kay, "Kay, Shawn was never the target. Fiona was and possibly by association, Farrah."

Realization dawned on Kay, "They must have thought she knew or she knew and that meant she knew too much."

"And to them... she was just some nobody that didn't belong in their family. She had to be taken care of."

"Only they didn't know they'd be killing their son in the process."

"Exactly, we have to get these back to the-" Cameron's eyes suddenly fell to Kay's chest, there was a red dot hovering on it, "Kay!" Just as he tackled her to the ground, a shot rang out breaking through the window and into the already broken mirror. He looked down at Kay who was unharmed; he brushed some hair out of her face, "Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah, I'm fine" She said, gripping onto Cam's upper arms, "What the hell was that?" She asked looking at the broken window.

Cameron looked down at her, glad that she was okay then up at the window in slight terror, "I-I don't know..."

Do I even need to say dun, dun, dun this time? Hope you guys enjoyed it! I really hope it was worth the wait! I'd rather give you guys quality over quantity. What will happen next?